Lin Yutian had a dream when he was sleeping. In the dream, his wild boar body was as huge as a mountain. An endless army of players surrounded him, like ants on the ground...
Waking up in the morning, the immortal parrot was wandering on the grass in the forest, chasing a gray hare that was used as a scene decoration. Lin Yutian got up and shook the dew from his mane, summoned the touching spirit and prepared to start the day's journey.
The wild boar's bristles are the ring of hard hair on the neck and back, which have a natural protective effect. There is an animal called the porcupine that seems to have particularly developed bristles, but Lin Yutian is an authentic wild boar, and the hair on the back and neck
Although the mane is well developed, it is not too exaggerated.
There is a kind of harmony in moderation, although wild boars are a bit scary from the human aesthetic point of view, especially Lin Yutian has a pair of terrifying fangs.
There is a famous saying in aesthetics - symmetry produces beauty. Viewed from the front, there is no asymmetry in Lin Yutianruo. Therefore, from this perspective, he can be regarded as a rare handsome pig among the wild boar group.
"Well -" Plancy's sigh sounded in Lin Yutian's heart. The little man sitting on the palm of his hand breathed the morning air intoxicatedly, although this thought could not really breathe. "It has been a long time since I smelled the outside world.
The morning air.”
"Then just come out, maybe the God of Death no longer exists." Lin Yutian muttered, trying to trick the old man out of the prison space, so that the old man could leave the palm of the soul.
"Compared to your own life, any spiritual enjoyment is not worth mentioning." Plancy taught, "You have to know that life is the only carrier of your thoughts. If you miss it because of your own cowardice,
With certain gains, you can be happy even if you are depressed, because you can still taste the emotion of regret. If you die, what else will you feel?"
Lin Yutian grinned, but he didn't know how to argue. Instead, he asked: "Why does the world seem to have changed a lot after your space came out... time?"
"Yes, it's just that time flows at different speeds," Plancy chuckled, "Although my lifespan has been extended indefinitely due to the power transformation, I don't want to stay there alone for endless years, so I do my best to increase the speed.
The velocity of time in that space.”
The wild boar nodded clearly. If an ordinary player enters that secret realm, he will definitely get a good harvest. It is not unreasonable for the system to impose such restrictions to make the player's level drop. But then I thought about it. If the time flow rate is different, how can the body withstand it in reality?
Lin Yutian was confused for a moment and could only suppress the question secretly. Anyway, it was him who benefited now... But then again, what kind of gain is leading an old man around?
Plancy glanced at the immortal parrot playing beside him, "This little guy. Remember to find some soul power to feed it, so that it can grow quickly and help you fight together."
The wild boar asked directly: "Is there any contract that can bind it?"
"Yes, there is, but are you sure you want to bind its soul? In that case, its soul strength will never exceed yours, and its potential will be infinitely weakened." Plancy looked at the indifference in the wild boar's eyes, and then said:
A string of awkward words reached the bottom of the wild boar's heart, explaining: "This is the only soul contract."
Lin Yutian nodded, looked at the undead parrot for a while, then turned and ran towards the wasp's refresh point, just remembering those words. Plancy slipped into the palm of the soul's hand and disappeared, and he knew it with something in his eyes.
Such a smile.
Deep in the grassland, thousands of players are confronting each other on both sides of a winding river.
This river is called the Amulan River and crosses the entire grassland. It is the natural border between the Alliance of Gods of War and the Byron Empire of the Elves. The Byron Empire is dominated by elves, with a high degree of unified theocratic kingship, and the influence of the Holy See of Light is very weak.
The God of War Alliance is a mixture of various races. Anyone who believes in the God of War can survive and reproduce in this country. Therefore, most areas are composed of orcs and dwarves as the main population.
Orlandra is a gathering area where a few human races are the main body. Things are divided into groups and people are flocked together. There is always no harmony within the God of War Alliance.
With the development of the game world's history and its own evolution, the God of War Alliance has become far less powerful than the Byron Empire due to multiple splits and civil strife. The three human-dominated countries controlled by the Holy See have also been estranged for a long time because of their long-term peace.
Battle formation.
Therefore, the increasingly tense war atmosphere between the Byron Empire and the God of War Alliance seems to have some other meaning...the conspiracy of the elves?
"Captain Bauhinia, you are well!" Across the river, a young guild leader bowed his hand to Zijinlan. This elf native led more than 600 guild players to set up a formation across the river.
, today I am also negotiating on behalf of my own guild.
The Alliance of Sword and Fire, referred to as the Sword and Fire Guild, is a large-scale guild that has emerged in recent years. Although its strength is not as good as Glory, it cannot be underestimated. Unfortunately, this guild, like Knight Glory, uses the primary battlefield as its guild.
The focus of development in the early stage of the meeting was Gulangfa, opposite Orlandra, among the cities where war was about to break out.
Zijinglan was the only figure sitting on horseback in the field. Her flaming red chainmail set off her beautiful face, which fascinated the hearts of many players on the other side. But her cold and indifferent voice seemed to have a certain kind of emotion.
The magical power returned the attention of everyone who could hear her speak to this negotiation. "Since we are all acquaintances, there is no need to be polite. What do you think of Jianhuo in this battlefield?"
"Ahem, our president's attitude is very upright, and the entire senior management's views are also unified," Elf Tufa said with an elegant smile, but he never dared to look at Zijinlan. It's not that he has something wrong in his heart, but he's just a little ashamed of himself. "
Our two families have always had a close relationship.
Yes, so I still want to avoid it on the battlefield. After all, once the battlefield opens, it will definitely attract hundreds of thousands of people to participate. If our two families don't conflict, it won't have much impact. If our two families fight against each other, individual players will take advantage.
, wouldn’t that become a joke?”
Zijinlan remained silent because she was communicating with her only boss through her friend's voice. Soon, Zijinlan nodded and said, "Although I don't agree with this approach, my president means to agree. From now on, I will be honored."
He Jianhuo tries to avoid conflicts, and for big actions, high-level communication can be done to demarcate the activity area. If there are frictions and collisions between individual players, it is inevitable."
"That's what I mean. Small-scale conflicts are inevitable. Actions involving more than a thousand people can just communicate with each other." Elf Tufa smiled, "Your guild leader is indeed a happy person."
"Hmph," Zijinlan snorted, and the three hundred knights around him simultaneously looked at Tufa with cold eyes.
Although there are many people here, Elf Tufa is worried. Facing the elite of the Redbud Knights, he cannot muster the slightest courage to confront them. "If Captain Redbud is fine, we will leave."
"See you on the battlefield." Zijinglan turned the horse's head, and her skilled horse-control skills gave her movements an indescribable grace.
As a result, two large guilds that were supposed to kill each other reached such an... unfair agreement on the banks of the Amulan River.
But there is nothing that can be done. After all, large guilds have the advantages of large guilds, and this is just one of the advantages. Ordinary players always have too many concerns if they want to mess around in the battlefield.
In the afternoon, Lin Yutian looked in the direction of the grassland. Although he wanted to go there again to see if there were any surprises, after all, fighting monsters and upgrading was too slow compared to harvesting 'rice'.
There should be players at level 23 or 4, right? Although the mainstream player level should be at level 22, there must be a group of players who have reached level 23 or above. But how to find these players? Lin Yutian hesitated a little.
So, I decided to continue to tolerate the poisonous bee toxin and slowly upgrade.
Although wealth can be found in danger, he still dare not take his life for granted. Especially in grasslands with less cover, going too deep means that the danger will increase exponentially.
It's just that sometimes, trouble likes to come to you.
